reflection

we surface
then resurface
over and over again.
how do we see the pattern that we weave
before the tapestry is complete?
a bubble blown floats on the breeze
then lands on the silken waters of a pond;
reflecting back:
the trees, the sky, the clouds, the entire universe
upon its surface.

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